Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

"Are you sure you're alright?" I pursue after him.

Entering into his office, I scan my surroundings and am impressed with what I see.

The walls consist of dark wood panels with bookshelves stacked neatly in corners.

The floors are a Slightly lighter colour than the walls but are not too light.

A big mahogany desk is placed in the middle—facing towards the door— with black leather seats which are placed in front of it.

It seems odd having such dark colour schemes but the huge floor to ceiling window contradicts the colours as it lets in streams of sunlight, lighting the room up adequately without any need for artificial lighting.

My gaze directs back to him as he mutters a low curt ‘fine: Only now do I take note of the presence of another man.

The very same one who we just met in the elevator.

He's adorable in a way.

Adorkable, if I dare say.

"I haven't introduced myself"

I say as I place my hand out for him to shake, throwing Damien a pointed look while I do so, "I'm Serena Mclane"

I say smiling.

The guy who doesn't appear to be much older than me, smiles and shakes my hand.

"I'm Max, it's nice to meet you."

"I need the other files I told you about.’’ Damien says loudly as he leans across his desk, rifling through papers.

"Yes sir’ Max immediately gets into action, passing me a smile he fixes his square black glasses, and then rushes down the hall once more.

I'm sure, working for a man like Damien Stryker will make anyone rush around as if the hounds of hell are chasing after them.

And how lucky I am that I'll be having the pleasure of working with him.

"So what should I do?"

I ask, wanting to help.

Damien seems to be busy walking up to one of the panels— not covered by a bookshelf— and then pressing a certain place.

I curiously look around his shoulder only to see a section of the panel slide back and instead reveal a black box.

A safe.

Damien puts his hand on a small screen as it scans his hand and then makes a weird robotic noise, he punches in a passcode, the door to the safe swinging open.

I'm surprised Damien has let me see he has a safe in his office but I mean after all the time we are going to spend together, I'll be bound to know a few things here and there.

and takes

in his chest, way too close, and

that entails

simply says while opening the lid of the small black velvet

drops open as

of me to wear a ring but it still takes me be

my ears perk up, not due to what he said, but the way he said it.Are my ears playing tricks on me or am I

as I glance at him once

the way he pronounced a certain word that it just jumps out

country and spends quite a long time there that they pick up an accent but not enough time that

I thinking so hard on this? Damien probably just went on vacation for a

to be the type to go on vacations and just

his work and other activities to

cant accept it of

I find myself saying.

is absolutely

about rings but I can tell that it's expensive, I mean

blue diamonds glint in the light as do the other stones,that surround the main one-

no clue except that it's

very

"Why not?"

he looks

before answering; "It's too much.I can't accept the ring.I mean it's a family heirloom.You should give this to the girl you're actually going to ask to be getting

to clarify, seeing

"But I am.To you."

He tries to explain.

and shake my

fiance so you have to.This’' Damien pauses,

confused as

"Protect me, from what?"

people don't become important without making a

I am not there to do so.So you have to wear this

says, more serious then he usually

in his, and all the while making eye contact with me, he slips

goes dry and my face flushes at

gesture had this not

sense with such a befogged mind? We both stay silent, and finally

leave his back as he now

down at the ring that is now mine, I

indeed heavy as

Max has left, snaps me out of

where

as he walks towards

will have to act more than

says perplexed, wondering as if

his desk, passing him I sit down on

look but he doesn't

swivel ones and so that makes me spin in

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